Yuki: Wow. O_O People really like this story.
Anika: I don't know why.
Yuki: Who knows?
Note: I am only in French II so feel free to correct me. I've already been corrected for my meager Italian in one of my other stories.
Last time:
"I am taking the Path of Needles, Monsieur Loup. I have to be on my way, Monsieur." Yugi smiled, trying to hide his mild fright in politeness.
"D'accord, bambin. Au revoir."
"Au revoir." Yugi hurried down the path, though not to fast as to not attract the wolf's attention.
Chapter Two: Incident
Yugi skipped along the Path of Needles, humming peacefully to himself. Now that he had gotten away from the wolf, he was free to go to his grandfather's house without delay.
When he arrived at the house, everything was quiet.
He opened the door and saw someone in his grandfather's bed.
"Grandfather?"
"Come in, child. And have something to eat. There is wine and meat in the pantry."
Yugi nodded and went to the pantry. There was red wine and smoked meat, wrapped neatly, for him.
He hummed as he took both food items to the table to consume.
The wine tasted funny in his throat, the alcohol a bit... off. The meat tasted really good, the smoky flavor making Yugi's tongue tingle.
He saw a bird in the window and noticed how it sneered at him, insulted him with words a twelve-year-old should not know.
"Come here, little one," the mysterious person said, gesturing for Yugi to come to his grandfather's bed. Yugi obeyed.
"Disrobe and fall asleep with me."
Yugi bit his lip and hesitantly removed his hooded cape. "Where should I put it?"
"Leave it on the floor."
For every garment, shirt, pants, stockings, Yugi asked the same question and received the same reply.
Yugi came under the blankets, feeling the other's body heat and a strange feeling came from inside of him.
It was warm, akin to how he felt for his mother and friends, but still... different.
He could not recognize the man. The person wore his grandfather's cap, covering his hair, and his scarf, covering the lower half of his face. The man was taller than him, for sure, and he seemed stronger as well...
"Oh, grand-père, what big arms you have!"
"All the better to hold you with, my dear." The other held Yugi close... but Yugi pushed away slightly, the man's body feeling too hot.
"Oh, grand-père, what red eyes you have!"
"All the better to see you with, my dear." Yugi gazed at crimson eyes, feeling tired... drowsy... sleepy... A bit of white caught the twelve-year-old's eyes. The scarf had fallen a bit.
"Oh, grand-père, what white teeth you have!"
Yugi cried out as his wrists were pushed down into the mattress, the older man having his body over the boy's. The man came close, Yugi closing his eyes in fear, and whispered:
"All the better to eat you with, my dear."
Hot lips came in contact with Yugi's, making the child gasp and give the stranger open access to his mouth. The tongue tasting his mouth began to taste his own tongue and made him want to faint. It felt like something giddy was rushing through his head and body.
That magical mouth traveled away from his mouth, leaving Yugi to pant for oxygen as he felt a wet heat attack his body. The pre-teen blushed, just feeling so exposed, but not wanting to lose this insane feeling. He openly moaned until he felt the stranger's hand go somewhere it shouldn't have gone. Not did the hand feel like a hand.
Yugi saw a black wolf in place of the man, but couldn't help like he should have let him continue. The wolf gently bit the boy's underwear to drag it lower.
"Stop, please!"
"Non, mon bambin." Yugi wanted to cry; this wolf was the same one who he had seen while on the way here.
"S-s-s'il vous plaît, détendez-moi."
"Pourquoi je vais fais ça?"
Yugi let the tears fall now, frowning as he felt the silky sandpaper (oxymoron?) tongue of the wolf lick the tears away. He felt something wash over his mind suddenly. Something akin to guilt.
Black flooded his vision.
When Yugi awoke, his real grandfather held him in his arms. The boy was almost naked, his underwear hiding his male anatomy.
The old man had part of his arm's flash cut off, as well as his blood drained, but Yugi didn't question it. He had too many inquiries in his mind already.
Why had the wolf felt guilty? Another question: How did he know it was the wolf?
The final major question: Why had he liked it?
The wolf felt incredibly nauseous, but he would stay awake for his punishment. He grabbed the other of the two stones that he had washed in the river in the woods. The wolf grabbed it between his powerful jaws and swallowed the stone.
Two stones in his belly, his punishment for almost committing a great sin: taking an innocent's purity without consent.
Grand-pere - Grandfather
S'il vous plait, détendez-moi - Please, release me
Pourquoi je vais fais ça? - Closest I can get to "Why would I do that?"
Yuki: Super! Beaucoup de français dans cette chapitre! Je suis heureuse!
Anika: Read and Review please.
